Chapter 18: Uncle Ban Ziming
"Brother Tong won!" The little monk stood up from the seat suddenly, pulled Liu Chen's arm and kept laughing, Liu Chen was also very happy, although Wu Tong did not have any suspense about Xu Qi's result, but he could see Wu Tong combine his body and martial arts so skillfully, as a friend, his heart was happy.
Carefully recalling each of Wu Tong's moves, Liu Chen compared himself in his heart, the more he compared, the more excited he became, if he could fight with Wu Tong at this Luming Banquet, it would not be in vain that he went to the north to do penance.
Time passes, there is no suspense in the next few competitions, Liu Chen secretly remembered a few opponents who performed quite well, this observation, it was indeed very helpful to him, the previous fights in the academy were basically conflicts between the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Martial Arts, like those classmates of the Ministry of Arts and Taoism, they were very low-key on weekdays, if it weren't for this deer feast, Liu Chen really didn't know that there were so many geniuses in the academy, and the variety of exercises and martial arts made him breathtaking.
"In the ninth game, Wubu Liuchen played against Yibu Ban Shuziming!"
Liu Chen stood up, took a few deep breaths, and then walked towards the martial arts stage with his sword, and when he heard Liu Chen appear, there was a burst of boos from the crowd.
"Look, Chief, Chief!"
"Ouch, don't be funny, you're still the leader in this virtue!"
"This hand slasher is really shameless!"
"Have you heard, this class of uncles is obviously the Momen master of Tianji Pavilion, and the skill of the Qimen organ can be described as excellent, even the mountain master has boasted about him, and when the chopper monster meets him, he can only stop in the first round, what is the leader, it's all a joke!"
"Yes, yes, it was said that Wu Tong wanted the leader, and I still believe it, after all, the young master of the Sword Sect, Liu Chen, this mud leg, what qualifications does he have, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"
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"Senior Brother Liu, they are scolding you. Uncle Ban, who was standing opposite Liu Chen, was not tall, and his expression was a little bleak, listening to the noise around him, he couldn't help frowning, and asked Liu Chen with some curiosity: "Anyway, how did you offend all the people in Chang'an." ”
"I said I wanted to take the leader!" Liu Chen smiled slightly, and looked at Uncle Ban Ziming opposite with bright eyes.
"Oh!" Without any complicated emotions, Uncle Ban Ziming just nodded, then stood there quietly and stopped talking, for a while, Liu Chen was a little curious about this person, what the Holy Ancestor once said, "I don't listen to things outside the window, and I only read the books of the sages." "It's a young talent like Uncle Ban Ziming, who is dedicated to cultivation and doesn't care about any external right and wrong, Liu Chen secretly admires it, and he has more expectations for this battle.
"Let's go!"
As Lin Fuzi sounded the gong, Liu Chen's expression was full, and he squatted down slightly, and the long sword was unsheathed, but in half a breath, the tip of the Qiushui Sword had already appeared in front of Uncle Ban Ziming.
"So fast!"
"Good swordsmanship!"
The doglegs instigated by the Holy Son Party are still scolding, but the nobles who are above the high pavilion will not believe anything because of some gossip, but Liu Chen's desire to take the leader is known to Chang'an, and the nobles are also curious, what kind of teenager has such confidence.
When Liu Chen appeared, the eyes of the nobles all fell on him, and it was not until the moment he took out his sword that everyone realized that those who dared to speak wild words were not necessarily crazy, but could also be geniuses. Liu Chen's swordsmanship is too fast, and he can still be fast, accurate and ruthless in the Qi refining stage, without urging the vitality, which few people can do, and it is really possible for this young man to take the lead.
Just when the long sword was about to touch Uncle Ban Ziming's shoulder, Liu Chen secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, and he retreated as soon as his waist and abdomen were retracted, and at that moment, a pair of strange eyes appeared on Uncle Ban Ziming's shoulder.
Before he had time to see the thing clearly, a wind blade shot out from around those eyes, piercing Liu Chen's chest, all of this happened between the lightning and flint, Liu Chen had not yet landed, so he had to twist his waist again to avoid the wind blade, but the wind blade was too fast, and it still cut Liu Chen's front placket.
"What is this?"
"Wind Beast! Oh my God, Uncle Ban has made the Wind Beast recognize the master, this is the treasure of the Tianji Pavilion!"
"What Wind Resistant?"
"Resist the wind and resist the wind, don't you know what this is, this monster can spit out the wind blade, the speed is also surprisingly fast, it is invulnerable, it is the masterpiece of Momen, Uncle Ban Ziming got the wind beast, and the general low-level bone master is not necessarily his opponent!"
When people were talking, in front of Uncle Ban Ziming, a giant beast in the shape of a lion and tiger appeared, Liu Chen could feel that the giant beast had no breath of life, but somehow, when the giant beast's big eyes stared at him, it would make people have a trace of palpitations.
Especially the round when Liu Chen shot just now, whether it was Liu Chen's sword momentum or the reaction of the Wind Beast, it could be regarded as the top in the battle under the bones.
"Senior Brother Liu, shout when you can't bear it, I'll make it stop!" Uncle Ban whispered loudly, then waved his hand lightly, and the Wind Beast roared and swooped towards Liu Chen.
Originally, Liu Chen also wanted to use the sharpness of the Qiushui Sword to hit this Wind Beast hard, but every time he stabbed the long sword on the Wind Beast, he was bounced off by the invisible protective film around the Wind Beast.
"Brother Tong, what should I do?" The little monk couldn't help but panic when he saw Liu Chen fall into danger several times, and he got up and shouted at Wu Tong, who was also frowning beside him: "How can this iron-clad monster be so able to fight!"
As soon as his words fell, the Wind Beast spit out a few wind blades again, Liu Chen couldn't avoid it, the cuffs were cut by the wind blades, and the blood instantly stained his robe.
"If I encounter this monster, I can't beat it!" Wu Tong thought for a long time, and finally could only spread his shoulders, and said with a wry smile: "I have heard of such a monster, even if the copper skin and iron armor are forgotten, in this outer layer of copper skin, there is also a master above the Dao covered with a layer of Yuan Force, if you can't break this Yuan Force, you can't hurt this Wind Beast, and the Yuan Force above the Dao is not something that Liu Chen can break!"
Just when Liu Chen was in a desperate situation, the black stone close to his chest suddenly exuded a trace of coolness, and the cold feeling instantly calmed Liu Chen, and there was also a trace of enlightenment in the sea of knowledge, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Liu Chen did not retreat but advanced, and jumped to the side of the Wind Beast with his sword.
When the pair of sharp forelimbs were about to slap Liu Chen's head, Liu Chen's body was short, and the wind beast pounced in the air, as it continued to wave its minions, occasionally accompanied by the wind blade, Liu Chen suddenly moved in the impenetrable attack, and people looked at Liu Chen's footsteps, and suddenly there was no sound.
Although Liu Chen's appearance was still embarrassed, with that strange and tricky pace, none of the Wind Beast's next attacks landed on Liu Chen's body, he was like a snake, or a piece of paper, clinging to the Wind Beast tightly, so that it could not touch or touch. (To be continued.) )